CHAPTER THREE
SLIPPING FROM SANITY
He watched from the shadows, gritting his teeth as he watched his food being stolen from himself again. He had always been force to watch ever since he got caught killing a young women in New York in 1962. He may still be in his own little confinement, but he is become strong again. He'll make his food insane.
Hikaru placed a light kiss on Kaoru's lips and snuggled back into bed with him. Kaoru rested his face in Hikaru's pale chest, wrapping his bony arms around his waist, sighing from the pleasure he had just experienced. He closed his eyes tiredly, and fell back to sleep.
"I HATE YOUR GUTS! I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING MISTAKEN FOR YOU KAORU! YOU'RE USELESS AND PATHETIC AND I JUST WANT YOU TO JUMP OFF OF A CLIFF!" Hikaru yelled at Kaoru as he stabbed him with scissors in his hip, then kicking him across the room. Kaoru is sobbing in pain from his only love breaking him, and the fact he was stabbed. Kaoru hit the wall on the other side of the room with a loud "THUD", knocking the wind out of him. Hikaru walked over and kicked him in the head, and then everything went black.
Kaoru shot up out of bed, and let out a ear piercing scream mixed with bloody murder, fear, and insanity. Hikaru gently hugged his brother from behind, only to have a very tense reaction. "Kaoru it's okay....I dont hate you at all. Chan said this would happen." Hikaru replied, gritting his teeth. "Wh-What do you m-mean..." Kaoru stuttered, still a bit freaked from his nightmare, but was relaxed in his brothers arms once again. "He's trying to make you insane... so you'll kill me....and then he'll take you. FOREVER."
If Kaoru was standing, that whole FOREVER part would have knocked him flat on his ass. He could feel his eyes brim with tears and his once clear vision became a fuzzy blur as he cried.
